[Intro: Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, RUBY DA CHERRY & $CRIM]
"Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who's the slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker down here who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh? The fairy fucking godmother said it! Out-fucking-standing! I will P.T. you all until you fucking die!"
Uh
This a $crim beat
Uh, digging for all the facts, uh
Ruby da Cherry, yah
DJ $crim with that 808
[Verse 1: RUBY DA CHERRY]
You can catch me chillin' with the polar bears
Bogus fuckin' jokes on us sucka' punch
Dat D.A.R.E sweatshirt wearin' motherfucker $crim
Scarier Ric Flair, been there, done jack
Sack full of cash, backpack of hash
Grab that stash and dash, there ain't never a clash
Rip a flash
Swallow ya' soul through a flask
Grab that mask, and never look back
Black plague sick
Oh, wait—I meant to say $lick
Pissin' on his missin' Mrs (yeah, uh)
Dippin' the tip in the grip, and sippin' glory
Tippin' Maury
It's a fuckin' secret story
Kinda boring, yeah—
Uh
Stormin' in the southeast
Shit, it's really pouring, but I'm snorin'
Hit the alarm clock
While my stocks in farm blocks
Gets hot, like a pot
On the fuckin' stove oven top
"Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who's the slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker down here who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh? The fairy fucking godmother said it! Out-fucking-standing! I will P.T. you all until you fucking die!"
Uh
This a $crim beat
Uh, digging for all the facts, uh
Ruby da Cherry, yah
DJ $crim with that 808
[Verse 1: RUBY DA CHERRY]
You can catch me chillin' with the polar bears
Bogus fuckin' jokes on us sucka' punch
Dat D.A.R.E sweatshirt wearin' motherfucker $crim
Scarier Ric Flair, been there, done jack
Sack full of cash, backpack of hash
Grab that stash and dash, there ain't never a clash
Rip a flash
Swallow ya' soul through a flask
Grab that mask, and never look back
Black plague sick
Oh, wait—I meant to say $lick
Pissin' on his missin' Mrs (yeah, uh)
Dippin' the tip in the grip, and sippin' glory
Tippin' Maury
It's a fuckin' secret story
Kinda boring, yeah—
Uh
Stormin' in the southeast
Shit, it's really pouring, but I'm snorin'
Hit the alarm clock
While my stocks in farm blocks
Gets hot, like a pot
On the fuckin' stove oven top
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